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On stage in artistic disorder was there are old, faded chairs (one was lying on its side), on which sat three centerfolds. It was beings of a special breed, whose face and figure have been a rare proportions, occupies a position exactly halfway between the strange and striking.

- I think I'm getting fat now because of Cyril.
- And that from Cyril? Maybe it's Nikita? Changed the cute, got fat thighs.

But the principle of the struggle of uncertainty for all. Your confidence can build as muscle at the gym. <...> the Question is, that Italians, for example, are able to present their... dignity. I can't call it "flawed". No, it's just other anthropometric data! Who do we impose these standards?! Italian specially emphasize your curves. And show off their appetizing forms.

If a woman lives in harmony with herself, she says: "I'm cool, cool. Yes, I have hair some are not, those extra pounds, but I'm cool." So few said so. Usually complain, saying, "I'm losing weight; I'm not in shape; I need something to cut or pull; now will change color of hair - life will change for the better." Do not have anything! You do not need to live for tomorrow, live for today! Every time I talk about it. Not got a dress - buy a size larger. The most important thing after all is to enjoy life. And this problem is not only our women but our society. We are constantly driven into some kind of framework.

- A typical woman of Rubens.
- Whose? She, Rubens is? Armenian, Yes?
- I mean her shape!
Yes... Beautiful as manti. We in Bishkek all small and skinny. Grabbed, stole, married, how romantic! And with it, what to do? I do not even know...

Folded she was like a goddess; the bust was not presented nor uselessly piled up in heaps, nor the depressing good riddance, which is favorable for the ambulance ride post. Everything was in its place, in proportio and so pleasing to the eye, when I glanced at myself in the mirror I saw that my lips themselves have developed heart.

Early in school I was engaged in athletics. However since then was to weigh two times more, and now I only have one cube press.

The Queen - or, perhaps, just a sad child
She leaned over sleepily-sighing sea,
And the camp of her, slender and flexible, it seemed so thin,
He secretly longed to meet the silver eyes.

The curve of her back to the eyes, like broken glass for the heel.

The dead of the drum, which he figure.

Yeah, I don't have a typical figure for a model. But vicious criticism won't make me lose weight. I like to be sexy. I'm proud of it.

The combination of stress and a broken heart can cause irreparable harm to the soul, but God, how positively it affects the figure.

You are sad to shout: "whether I was or not?
A hundred centimeters in my waist..."
Indeed, this will
Praise I Express will not.

- What are you doing?
- I'm eating, can't you see?
- You can't eat the food from McDonald's!
Why?
- Because it passes through your throat, and landed exactly on my ass!